Born in the spring of 199 in the castle of Greenshire, Aldren is the second oldest, his twin sister Wenna, coming brief moments before him. Though they were so close in physical resemblance, they scarcley could have been more different in demeanor. His sister quiet and reserved, Aldren, loud and boisterious. Choosing to be outside whenever possible, he grew up wild and rowdy. This does not mean they did not get along though, quite the opposite. His /big/ sister would constantly look after him, helping with lessons, bandaging scrapes and treating all manner of little wounds. They would constantly ride together as well, a passion he keeps to this day. Growing up and hearing the tales of glory about the hundreds of battles surrounding their lands he wanted nothing more than to be sung of himself. His father had other plans though. Seeing the natural talent in the younger Braedon, and knowing Aldren was to inherit, he elected to concentrate his education in arms, and Aldren's in politics and warfare. This left Aldren a bit jealous of his younger brother. This did not however stop him from training whenever he could with the master-at-arms of Greenshire, and his younger brother. Despite being six years the senior he was often bested by Braedon's natural abilities, except when he would fight dishonorably as he often did. From the time Braedon was fourteen, Aldren never won a sparring match with him save when he would throw dirt in his eyes, kick him in the groin, or put pepper in his gauntlets among other cheap tactics. This manifested itself into a bit of resentment between the brothers for some years. Maturity has since washed the bitterness towards his younger brother from Aldren. The years they spent in honing their skills with axe and shield and bow remain dear and incredibly influential on who Aldren is today.
As he grew up life was relatively common for the young noble. Going to feasts, courting ladies, participating in tourneys and establishing contacts. Until 221, when his mother suddenly died in her sleep. The future count had never seen it coming and resented himself for not having spent more time with her. This has left him incredibly protective of his remaining family. Especially his four sisters, Wenna, Brendolyn, Jaimilyn and Rorey. Shortly after their mothers death his twin was carted off to Blackforge for marriage on the call of a boon. This led to a heated debate with his father, though weather it was because of the loss of his mother or the twice married man with no heirs taking his closest sibling, well, that remains a mystery.
After the invasion of Jadda, in 223, Mobrin made war on Laniveer. Aldren begged his father to take him when the banners were called. But he was denied, his father saying, "You will be in charge soon, best be you started putting to use all your lessons." The old man was not wrong, for within a fortnight he was dead, having been slain in the first skirmish they encountered. This appealed to his sense of urgency though he could not leave, for he was commanded to guard the Greenshire with his garrison. But, soon, news of Laniveer's impending counter-strike was everywhere and the king was growing weary. Having the chance now, he would go on the monthly patrols with the men,scouring the coast for Jaddan pirates and engaging in small skirmishes. He blooded himself for the first time early in 224. It is said that he took more a passion to those nightly patrols than he ever did for hunting. It was at the battle of Westgate where he truly made a name for himself. Slaying no less than a dozen men with his axe from foot, he took a small wound in defence of his Uncle Rourke, who still speaks of his courage to this day.
Since then he has done all in his power to further his house. Trying to arrange marriages for himself and his sisters has proven difficult though, despite the fact of them having claim to the most fertile lands in the realm. But, with war on the horizon he may just see the battle he has longed for since he was a lad. With the threat of war, and so close to his own lands, he has brought himself to Darfield to further himself and his family from the fighting. His hopes are that his sisters will be courted and he may gain troops from the king to defend the Greenshire from Laniveer and Jadda sea attacks.
